Sixth Self: And I, the working self, the pitiful labourer, who, with patient hands, and longing eyes, fashion the days into images and give the formless elements new and eternal forms-it is I, the solitary one, who would rebel against this restless madman.
oh iye bang, abang pulang pas bertepatan dengan pemilukada ye :think: --- saye jadi anggota KPPS bang, jadi saye tak bise jemput nih :sorry
berarti saye mesti nunggu dalam waktu agak lama ye bang biar gambarnye nampak pelan pelan :o --- cobelah saye liat agik bang sekalian melatih kesabaran :linux2:
nunggu kawan lok bang :hammers saye sampe lupa pertanyaannye kang :bingungs ayoklah bang kalau mau lanujut :ngacir:
